I keep telling people that I will loan them my Ellen Kennedy book.
I think I’ve said it to three people so far.
Maybe more.
But I don’t want to give it to them.
Or
I do.
It is good, I think they will like it and that would make me happy.
But
I don’t want to not have it in my room.
I don’t know what to do.
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